The coed's wild ass

CHAPTER SEVEN

Her sex-knob glowed and throbbed like a festering wound as the forepaws of the big Setter dug painfully into her shoulders. Lydia felt the cooling air blow softly against her lifted buttocks. In contrast to that sensation was the hot wet breath of the big animal touching her flushed cheeks. How her snatch ached, pulsed, winked shut from the sexual heat, then slowly relaxed and opened once more, waiting for the first sign of cock entry.

"Fuck! Fuck!" Lydia cried, closing her eyes tightly and sucking in another ragged breath. Her skin was covered with a fine film of sweat that glowed silver in the soft moonlight. Her belly was one tight knot, growing larger and larger as she waited for the dog's big, red slippery prong to slice through her snatch.

Oh God, the teasing sensation of that thick cock jerking up regularly now, banging against her furry labes, then pulling away as he nervously moved his hindquarters around her ass for a better position. Clear drops of pre-cum oozed from the tiny pointed tip of the Setter's big dork.

Lydia pulled her head up and saw them hanging one by one like diamonds from that jerking dick before falling in a translucent string to the dirt below. To be fucked by that dog! The realization of what was about to take place drove her mad with desire. She wet her cracked dry lips, then opened her mouth and let out a choked cry of lust. Her belly jerked and tightened as she was racked with a series of dry heaves of excitement.

"Please, please," she begged the dog, her breathing becoming more rapid and shallow as she felt that pointed, slick weapon brush against her puffy cunt-lip, then move slightly to the left to the slick, leaking crack zigzagging between her labes. Tears of excitement welled then fell down her cheeks as Lydia felt that wonderful hot cock push into the crack, spreading the thick fleshy labes apart, then pushing them inward from the force of the fucking prick.

"Ahhh, ahhh, ahhhh," Lydia sighed, her head rolling from side to side as her lower jaw dropped. The veins stood out in her neck. Her shoulders shook from the lustful excitement tearing through her writhing body. Her toes fanned out. A killing tingle assailed the areas between them. Her knees snapped together, then fell apart as she ground her buttocks back and forth, thus rubbing the wet velvety, inner cuntal surfaces together and against the invading doggie prong. She could feel the dribbling warm streams of cum oozing out of the dog's cock, flooding into her cunny, mixing with her own juices. Then it was dribbling out of her upturned snatch and oozing down the tight crack separating her buttocks.

Only the first slick inch was buried inside her. But Lydia was already shrieking as if the dog had been fucking her for minutes. She felt those slippery bumps and knobs on his cock slip past her pussy-lips, stretching them apart, as they forced her fuckhole into a large, round tunnel.

The big animal was growling with increased lust. His head tilted slightly to one side while his long pink cunt-lapping tongue hung limply from the side of his snout. Long, stringy rivulets of drool fell from the tip of his tongue and down Lydia's titties. But the blonde didn't care. She ignored everything except that wonderful tight sensation in her snatch. The young student wriggled her ass excitedly, bouncing her fleshy ass-globes over the hard packed dirt surrounding the garden. Her fingers raked through the Setter's long, red silky hair while her knees and inner thighs moved up and down, caressing the panting sides of the fucking dog. Sweat ran down Lydia's thrashing body. Dirt clung to the back of her neck, shoulders and arms as she thrashed in the dirt like a screwing pig.

"Oh God! God!" Lydia cried over and over again, her mind whirling about in a wild, obscene dance of sexual confusion and desire. Both Lydia and the big Setter started growling with lust and desire.

Then the big dog hunched back his hindquarters, his powerful back arching up like that of a cat about to attack and rolled forward as he slid more of his prick into the grunting woman. Lydia's eyelids fluttered open. Her eyes rolled up into her head and glazed over as more of his thick cockroot rammed into the slick folds of her snatch. Gritting her teeth, Lydia grunted as she felt the big knob just in front of the dog's thick dickroot bang against her outer labes. He hunched back, his back curving again, then slid forward, pushing that blue veined cock-bump against her cunthole. Lydia cried out, twisting her body like a snake, working her asscheeks desperately against the dirt, trying to take in his cock. The animal growled and whimpered. His forepaws scratching up and down her shoulders, moving to her throat, clawing her titties as he struggled to work his knob into her twat.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Lydia sighed, as his prick kept sliding into her clitty. Oh God, how wonderful it felt to sense his hot body, that long, tickling thick Irish Setter hair rubbing against her belly, against her legs, against her titties! Oh! Her titties! How good they felt rolling, bouncing, and slapping together under the animal's attack. More saliva rolled out of the Setter's mouth, oozing past his sharp teeth, seeping over his quivering black rubbery lips and then falling down on her jiggling titties. Lydia moved her hand down from the screwing dog to her boobs. She squeezed the nipples of her jugs hard with her fingers and felt her cunt contract with every tight pinch.

"Hey, I think he's gonna make that knobber of his squeeze into her snatch," Rick said, watching the animal carefully. The other two men raised their eyebrows and watched in a strange kind of admiration as the big dog grunted, shook and trembled with the effort. Lydia's grunts became more hysterical and high-pitched. Her toes stretched out like sticks from her feet while her head rolled wildly from side to side. Long strands of blonde hair clung to her wet forehead as she waited for the big knob to slide in.

"Uhhhhhhghhhh!" the blonde shrieked. Her body stiffened and trembled. The Setter drove that big knot into her snatch with a loud, squishing sound. Both dog and woman stopped their writhing and screwing for several seconds, each drinking in the sensation of the moment. The dog had finally pushed in his last knob, stretching her cunt the ultimate.

Lydia felt completely filled. She was stuffed with as much cockmeat as she could ever take in her pussy. She felt the tip of his cock screwing down into the deepest depths of her pussy, almost touching her womb. It was a dog and not a man who had explored the secret passages of her snatch!

Lydia groaned and sobbed, but not from fear or shame. She was pushed to the ultimate. Digging her head into the soil as the dog's big, hairy balls slapped against her ass, Lydia felt her belly turning over faster and faster with the growing excitement of her pussy.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Lydia moaned softly, turning her head to the side and choking out her pleas for satisfaction. Between her upturned legs she could feel the dog trembling. It was a sign that he was as close to cumming as she was. To have her quim filled with doggie cum. To feel the flood of sticky jizz filling her snatch to the full, flooding over her clit, soothing down the exploding sex spindle like some salve for a burning wound. Oh God! To feel it now!

"Rock it, baby. He's gonna shoot. He's gonna dump that spunk into you," Rick taunted. But Lydia didn't care what anyone said or saw. She cried and shrieked and begged for the big animal to cum. Her breath grew shorter. Her skin burned with lust. How much longer could she take this? Her ass was moving of its own free will – bouncing, jiggling, grinding back and forth, making her rubbery, fat pussy-lips chew along the full length of the Irish Setter's pumping prick. The long, red, bumpy surface of that screwing prick was slick with the mixture of Lydia's flowing cunt juice and leaking pre-cum.

"Cum! CUM!" Lydia cried squeezing him desperately. She wanted to stuff him inside her, to destroy him with her own omnipotent sexuality as she felt the first powerful spasm of orgasm make her pussy wink shut with heat. She threw back her head, hitting it hard against the hard ground behind her. Her neck strained. The veins in her forehead stood out and throbbed while her legs kicked up and out from the power of her cuntal explosion.

The screaming woman's reaction was enough to drive the big Setter off the edge. While Lydia broke out into a series of hoarse, choked cries, the big dog's body trembled. Then he became strangely still. His tail stood up and shook slightly as his cock began trembling and shooting in a long, powerful stream of bleachy doggie spunk. The blonde whimpered, turning her head away as the animal's big ass shook from the power of his climax. He squatted down again and again. Long choking gasps escaped from his own mouth as he screwed and drilled his prong into her waiting cunt.

"Ohhhh! Oh!" Lydia cried, her mind shattering as she felt the animal's thick cum oozing down her tight little asscrack and seeping into her bunghole. The big Setter kept hammering his dick in and out until the final spasm rolled along the full length of his dick. Satisfied, he pulled his cock from Lydia's trembling pussy with a loud, wet sucking sound, trotted shakily over to the far corner of the garden and sat down. Lydia's legs fell limply to the ground, her pussy still glowing red hot after the savage pounding it had received. She covered her face with her hands, feeling the shame and degradation she had just been subjected to. To have performed disgracefully like this, with a dog, and in front of these savage men! Would there ever be a time when she would be able to look at herself in the mirror? Now the woman realized why no one would testify before a court as to what had happened to them in the compound. Who would be willing to stand in front of a group of straight-faced jurors and confess this sort of humiliation? Who would believe them?

And if they did believe the incident, who would believe they were unwilling participants? No, she could never turn in these monsters, no matter how she felt about them.

"Feel good, baby?" Doug asked with a sneer. He was standing with his thumbs hooked around his front belt loops.

"That doggie jizz packed down there good?" Rick asked leeringly.

"Hey, is that other girl tied up good in the barn?" Doug asked, turning to Jack who seemed be drifting in a world of his own.

"I'll check. I tied her like a pig," the shoemaker said, laughing with the others as he turned to go. Lydia meanwhile was shaking herself free of the spell that had gripped her so long. She felt a throbbing, pulsing ache in her cunny. It had been kept at such a high state of tension and excitement for so long it ached now that it was slackening and relaxing. Now she realized once more the awful situation.

She and Tina were prisoners in this compound at least until morning. It was still only early evening. God only knows what these men could do to them before then.

Keeping an eye on the two men as they were discussing Tina's fate, Lydia sat up. So far so good. No one noticed her. Slowly she moved her legs inward, trying to ignore the wet feeling between them. With every movement she made, more doggie jizz leaked out of her snatch and wet her inner thighs.

Carefully Lydia tucked her feet under her naked dirt-smeared thighs, leaning forward and putting her arms forward for balance. She looked around her. The men were still talking with their backs to her. The dog was curled up in the corner, licking his soft cock with his long pink tongue lazily. If she could make it to the main path, it was a short hop into the cornfield across the road.

Once in the cornfield Lydia knew she would have a chance of escaping, to get help or maybe get Tom. Get someone to get them out of this terrible nightmare. Looking around her for the last time Lydia sucked in a deep breath. Then she sprang up, ignoring the sharp pain in her injured ankle as she bolted around the garden and started running down the sloping path, past the house toward the main road. She had nearly reached the road when the men realized what had happened.

They stared blankly at the fleeing figure for several seconds, disbelieving what had happened in front of their eyes. The blonde's long hair streamed out behind her, glowing in the silver moonlight. Her thunderous titties bounced, jiggled and slapped against one another while Lydia ran for her life.

"Oh!" Lydia cried out as the injured ankle threatened to fail under her. It couldn't. She knew she had the advantage now. Peering briefly over her shoulder she could see the three men standing in a little group near the far edge of the steeply sloping garden next to the main house. She was almost to the path now, and the cornfield lay only a few feet in front of her. The tall, thick stalks promised a respite from her terrors.

"Get her!" she heard Rick shout from behind her. Lydia jerked her head around and ran with a burst of speed, ignoring the sharp stones cutting into the bare soles of her feet. Her fleshy buttocks trembled and bounced. Her nostrils flared like a hunted animal's as she reached the far end of the cornfield and plunged blindly into the thick growth. The sharp leaves of the corn plants cut into her flesh she brushed them aside. If only she could lose herself in this field!

"Ohhhfff!" Lydia cried, her right foot hooking around the thick base of a corn plant and sending her pitching forward into the dirt. She scrambled quickly to her feet, running deeper into the field. The wet, warm smell of damp earth assailed her nose as the night sounds drummed into her ears. There was a stream at the other end of the field. Then a clear area leading to the woods separating the compound from the highway. If only she reach it! Behind her the shouts of the men let the blonde know they had reached the far edge of field.

"Oh God!" Lydia cried as she plunged deeper into the corn.